Waking Up Together
Shelagh's eyes fluttered open at the sound of Teddy rustling around in the cot beside her. She only allowed herself the briefest of moments to shake the sleepiness away, or else the tossing and turning of the infant would grow into hungry cries that would awake the rest of the house. Desperate to try and allow Patrick a few more minutes of rest, she tried to ease out of the bedsheets without disturbing him, then bent over the edge of the bed to draw Teddy close.
"Good morning, dearest" he whispered, casting a longing look over her backside as she was still hunched over the cot.
Shelagh let out a small huff of exasperation, unaware of the grin playing across his face. "I'm sorry, I really tried to let you sleep. There's no need for you to be up yet, it's not like you can help with the nursing."
"No" he let out a soft chuckle, "I can't do that, but that doesn't mean I don't want to be awake with you." He paused and rubbed the top of Teddy's head, then turned to caress her cheek, "I always enjoy when we wake up together."
Shelagh blushed slightly and looked down at their son, she still felt shy at times under this man's gaze, the way he looked at her as if he could never get enough. She imagined that even in 20 years time he would still be giving her that look, and it would still make her blush. "I quite enjoy waking together too" she smiled, snuggling up close to his side, laying her head upon his chest, the sounds of Patrick's loving heartbeat and Teddy's satisfied gulping filling her ears and her heart.
